Where in a mighty
crucible
expire
The mountains, glowing hot, like coals of fire.
The mountains, glowing hot, like coals of fire.
Wordsworth - 1
. . . strives to shun
The west . . . 1815.
. . . tries to shun
The _west_, . . . 1836. ]
[Variant 78:
1845.
Where in a mighty crucible expire
The mountains, glowing hot, like coals of fire. 1815. ]
[Variant 79:
1836.
While burn in his full eyes the glorious tears. 1820. ]
[Variant 80:
1836.
Exalt, and agitate . . . 1820. ]
[Variant 81:
1836.
On Zutphen's plain; or where, with soften'd gaze,
The old grey stones the plaided chief surveys;
Can guess the high resolve, the cherished pain
Of him whom passion rivets to the plain, 1820. ]
[Variant 82:
1836.
And watch, from pike to pike, amid the sky
Small as a bird the chamois-chaser fly, 1820. ]
[Variant 83:
1836.
Thro' worlds where Life, and Sound, and Motion sleep;
Where Silence still her death-like reign extends,
Save when the startling cliff unfrequent rends:
In the deep snow the mighty ruin drowned,
Mocks the dull ear .
